kameraguy
04-29-2005, 04:02 PM
Ok, so yesterday i'm seriously minding my own business and driving a steady 40mph on the backroads-way to work, listening to Howard Stern and just chillin' at 7:40am in the morning, when I see this electric blue Civi weaving in and out of traffic behind me.
He is closing in fast and by the time he gets to me, he stays behind me and is like tailgating me.
He could have easily passed me, but instead he's on me like we're dating and stuff.
But i'm like so relaxed and so not interested in what's up with him....I just keep going on my way without trippin'.
He finally gets bored and decides to pass me, downshifting a few tiems to let me hear his exhaust.
Uh, OK. Whatever.
What's funny is I see him weaving in and out of traffic trying to get ahead, but eventually I keep pasing him just by staying in my lane going a steady 40mph. It appears I have the choice lane :P
I know every time I pass him, he's like pissed, so he tries to catch up with his crazy driving again, then eventually passes me.
The final straw was when the road was splitting and apparently he needed to be in my lane, otherwise he's going the wrong direction.
As luck would have it, my 40mph steady driving is perfect and I catch up to him right when he starts to try and weave into my lane...but he stutters as he sees me in his blindspot. Then he gets behind me.
Please keep in mind i'm really not trying to mess with him!
But I guess he thinks so and he gets all mad behind me. D'oh!!
Now he's like furious and tries to overtake me again....but this time I speed up ever so slightly to box him into a right slow lane. And i'm not really letting him out, so he finally floors his brakes and tears behind, and then around me to the other free lane on my left.
This time he's coming up next to me all fast-and-furious style with him deliberately shifting to hear his BoV or whatever it sounds like. I guess his integra is turbo'd or something. Then he tears off...
But this time I also gas it and stay in his blind spot. So i'm not gaining or losing distance, but just keeping up with him to about 90mph.
Then we get to a light and then he looks over all revvingand stuff.
I'm just kinda not paying attention really...which I can tell is pissing him off more.
Light turns green and he starts chirping his front tires, and tears off...
But i'm always right next to him till about 60mph.....then I gas it a bit more and start to pass him....then slow down and let him go.
He cuts in front and slows down like he wants some, so I get next to him and then we go again.
This time I gas it almost down to the kick-down and start to walk on him after 80mph, then I guess either he gave up and hates turns so he got behind me for an upcoming curve.
Then he breaks away from my behind violently and exits. I guess he needs to go to work now.
I thought it was funny because he was so upset, but it wasn't like I did anything to provoke it. Then he gets mad he couldn't pass me when he wanted to race. Oh wells.
The kicker is I see this foolio AGAIN this morning. It so happens the stars aligned and he got on the same road as me again, and ended up behind me at one point.
This time he's like an ass and is honking and laughing and stuff. But the funny thing is I didn't acknowledge him so he started to get all mad again.
Like I enjoyed racing him or something.
Oh well, this time I let him tear off and do whatever.
Damn Ricers!!! Just wanna race everything in sight!
He is closing in fast and by the time he gets to me, he stays behind me and is like tailgating me.
He could have easily passed me, but instead he's on me like we're dating and stuff.
But i'm like so relaxed and so not interested in what's up with him....I just keep going on my way without trippin'.
He finally gets bored and decides to pass me, downshifting a few tiems to let me hear his exhaust.
Uh, OK. Whatever.
What's funny is I see him weaving in and out of traffic trying to get ahead, but eventually I keep pasing him just by staying in my lane going a steady 40mph. It appears I have the choice lane :P
I know every time I pass him, he's like pissed, so he tries to catch up with his crazy driving again, then eventually passes me.
The final straw was when the road was splitting and apparently he needed to be in my lane, otherwise he's going the wrong direction.
As luck would have it, my 40mph steady driving is perfect and I catch up to him right when he starts to try and weave into my lane...but he stutters as he sees me in his blindspot. Then he gets behind me.
Please keep in mind i'm really not trying to mess with him!
But I guess he thinks so and he gets all mad behind me. D'oh!!
Now he's like furious and tries to overtake me again....but this time I speed up ever so slightly to box him into a right slow lane. And i'm not really letting him out, so he finally floors his brakes and tears behind, and then around me to the other free lane on my left.
This time he's coming up next to me all fast-and-furious style with him deliberately shifting to hear his BoV or whatever it sounds like. I guess his integra is turbo'd or something. Then he tears off...
But this time I also gas it and stay in his blind spot. So i'm not gaining or losing distance, but just keeping up with him to about 90mph.
Then we get to a light and then he looks over all revvingand stuff.
I'm just kinda not paying attention really...which I can tell is pissing him off more.
Light turns green and he starts chirping his front tires, and tears off...
But i'm always right next to him till about 60mph.....then I gas it a bit more and start to pass him....then slow down and let him go.
He cuts in front and slows down like he wants some, so I get next to him and then we go again.
This time I gas it almost down to the kick-down and start to walk on him after 80mph, then I guess either he gave up and hates turns so he got behind me for an upcoming curve.
Then he breaks away from my behind violently and exits. I guess he needs to go to work now.
I thought it was funny because he was so upset, but it wasn't like I did anything to provoke it. Then he gets mad he couldn't pass me when he wanted to race. Oh wells.
The kicker is I see this foolio AGAIN this morning. It so happens the stars aligned and he got on the same road as me again, and ended up behind me at one point.
This time he's like an ass and is honking and laughing and stuff. But the funny thing is I didn't acknowledge him so he started to get all mad again.
Like I enjoyed racing him or something.
Oh well, this time I let him tear off and do whatever.
Damn Ricers!!! Just wanna race everything in sight!